Fuck me (literally, please) that took a lot of time and a whole lot of patience, but it's done.
Last Friday marked a continuance with the Greek, and I do believe we've crafted a "truce" or... better yet, a deal.
I can breath again. I can stop being distracted by the confoundedness of what the fuck do you mean this is not going to happen, cant you feel this shit between us? and move on with my life - looking for the next addition to my tribe called lovers.
Yay fucking me.
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